Chapter 102: Those who watch the scenery look at you
After the oil lamp is lit, you can see that the beams and window lattice in the bedroom are mainly straight lines, with simple colors, few decorative paintings, and a large amount of wood materials. This is the boudoir of a noble family, and it still has a quaint atmosphere.
Only the silk fabrics are richer in color, the purple gauze, and the brocade on the screen add some bright colors to the elegant and simple room.
By the way, there is also Wang Xuanji's white lining with red and yellow embroidery on the collar. She has said that she is willing to have embroidery patterns on the lining of every piece, but her clothes were not like this in the past, and were often gray-colored robes.
Wang Xuanji knelt down in front of the bronze mirror, turned her head to face Lingjun on the couch, her eyes still lowered in embarrassment, she whispered: "Aren't you going to change the cushions on the couch?"
Lingjun turned over, still wrapped in the quilt, with only his snow-white arms exposed. He propped his head and looked at Wang Xuanji with a lazy look: "I'll change it after a while."
Qin Liang sat on the Hu Sheng Bed and did not rush to get on the couch. This Hu Sheng Bed was where Xuan Ji first put her clothes, next to the couch.
He also felt that Lingjun had not been very active in cleaning chores recently. He then remembered that before going to bed last night, the couple did some things as usual before falling asleep, but Lingjun fell asleep without taking a shower or changing clothes. What if?
In the past, she would take a bath immediately even if she had to use cold water. Moreover, Qin Liang was close to Xuan Ji, and in the end they changed people. The risk was borne by Lingjun. Lingjun had no intention of taking a bath, and he was not even in a hurry to change the couch cushions.
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At this time, the sound of "rustling" rain came from outside, and Wang Xuanji's melodious voice also sounded a little surprised, "It's raining."
"It doesn't matter, there is an umbrella in the room outside." Ling Jun's voice said, and she patted the edge of the couch gently with her white hands, "Come and sit down, my girl's hair will not be combed neatly for a while."
Qin Liang also found that it would take some time to fix Xuanji's long black hair. Besides, it was still dark, so she could get up early in the morning and continue to tidy up. She took the handkerchief and gently wiped the dark spots on her eyebrows that were stained by sweat.
, then stood up from the banquet and walked to the edge of the cave.
The corners of Wang Xuanji's phoenix eyes look very charming. If she paints her eyebrows to modify them, she will indeed look better. Then she can apply rouge to her lips, and her oval face will become very bright and attractive.
However, there was a vague look of melancholy in her eyes, which did not change much due to emotional nourishment. Unlike Lingjun, who was always tired and did not want to move, even her mysophobia seemed to have been mostly cured without treatment.
Her white and delicate skin was dripping with sweat, a few green hairs stuck to her red lips, but her beautiful phoenix eyes were a little sad. Qin Liang looked at her eyes and felt that Xuan Ji had a sense of sadness.
"Is there anything you're unhappy about?" Qin Liang couldn't help but ask nicely.
Are you still angry about the excessive experience last time? But being raped together tonight seems to be too much. Xuanji even came on her own initiative. But she seemed to have something on her mind anyway.
Xuan Ji glanced at Qin Liang a little shyly, but she was not annoyed at all. She said softly: "No, there is something wrong with my mother, and I am afraid that she will be too worried, so I haven't come these days to see your husband."
"Mrs. Bai bullied me again?" Lingjun gently pulled Xuanji's collar apart to look at it. The collars of clothes at this time were usually very loose, so they had to be folded together to cover the body. Xuanji's skin was very delicate and smooth.
, the clavicle and slender shoulders were exposed with one pull. Qin Liang couldn't see clearly in the dark before, so he couldn't help but turn his head to look, but soon Xuanji shrugged her shoulders and stretched out her hand to pull up the clothes.
Xuan Ji said: "Don't look at it, she's not hurt. Don't worry, I'll comfort her for the time being."
Thinking of Mrs. Bai and the rest of the Wang family, Qin Liang and Wang Lingjun had no good solution for a while.
Xuan Ji seemed to be attracted by the sound of light rain outside, and her face turned slightly toward the door and window. Qin Liang couldn't help but look at her side face with pity.
Such a short gesture reminded Qin Liang of a poem: You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs.
After a while, Xuan Ji turned her head and glanced at Qin Liang's eyes, then looked at Ling Jun and suddenly said: "I didn't have the surname of Wang for many years when I was a child. I was raised outside. Ling Jun knows."
Ling Jun responded softly, still lying on the couch, supporting his head with Bai Shengsheng's arms, and looking at Xuan Ji.
Xuan Ji said: "At that time, my father would bring some money from time to time, but sometimes my father would be very busy and would forget for a long time, and he would be out of town, so it would be more difficult for us. My mother would fire all the slaves.
Or sell it so that I can survive until my father remembers me. I have to do everything by myself, and my mother will force me to help when I am young. I don’t want to do those dirty things, and my body is full of filth, but my mother
If my mother didn’t want to do it, she would ask me to do it.”
No wonder Lingjun said that I was a pitiful person. Lingjun also reached out and held Xuanji at this time. Maybe it was Qin Liang who held Lingjun's hand like this before, so she learned it, and she also held Xuanji tightly with her fingers interlocked.
slender hands.
The eyes of Qin Liang and Ling Jun were both sincere, so Xuan Ji was willing to talk, "I may be a little lazy, that's why I hate doing dirty work. But in fact, I can live a hard life, wear coarse cloth, eat little or even only half full."
, I thought it was nothing. Looking back, what I actually hate is the feeling of precariousness, not knowing whether I can live a good life tomorrow."
Xuanji used to like to wear coarse cloth robes, it turns out there was a reason.
Ling Jun said kindly: "Fortunately, my father brought you back later. Now you don't have to worry. The Wang family will be able to have enough food and clothing no matter what."
Xuan Ji was silent for a while, and then said: "In order to make me obedient, my mother often threatened me and said that she would send me to be a prostitute."
Ling Jun said coldly: "Don't listen to her. Can she have the final say where the Wang family goes?"
Xuan Ji pursed her red lips and glanced at Ling Jun, "I know she was just threatening and talking. She raised me since I was a child, and she still understands my temperament and knows that I am afraid of that kind of life, so she said it to scare me.
I. It can no longer scare me. I used to be young and ignorant, with simple thoughts, and easily frightened by adults."
Your Majesty then spoke a few words of comfort.
Xuanji sighed quietly, "I wish I had a place to hide, where I don't have to deal with this or that irrelevant person, I only get along with people I can talk to, and I don't have to worry about the future. Don't I?"
No future?"
Qin Liang is indeed easy to empathize with sometimes. He is in a completely different situation from Xuan Ji, but he can actually feel the same way about what she said.
It is probably caused by his experience in his previous life. At that time, Qin Liang was making a living in a big city with a very high income. Every time he went out, his suit and leather shoes were at least neat and tidy. When he came home, he felt modern and comfortable, but he also felt precarious. No matter where he changed his job,
There, layoffs often mean entire departments are cut off, and money cannot be saved, so the mortgage payment and living expenses are almost covered. He has many relatives and friends who live another life, and they will advise him to be content with what he has, but when he thinks about it, what if he is eliminated?
If he is forced to do those tiring and low-paying jobs, if he has to give up a decent life, the key is what to do with debt? His scalp will be numb and he will be anxious.
"I understand how you feel." Qin Liang couldn't help but hold Xuan Ji's hand. Xuan Ji turned to look into his eyes, and Qin Liang remembered another poem at this time: We are both fallen people at the end of the world.
, why should we meet before?
But now Qin Liang's situation has changed. He feels that there is still much to do, and it is not time to sigh helplessly. His eyes also change with his inner thoughts and become firm, "There is still time. I have gradually gained it now."
I'm on the mend, and I'm trying to figure out how to plan step by step to realize my ideals. There are still opportunities. Even if I don't have a guarantee of status for the time being, I still have to believe in me. As long as I'm alive, I will be reliable."
Xuanji looked into his eyes, sizing up his expression, bit her red lips lightly with her teeth, nodded and said, "I believe in you."
"That's awesome." Your Majesty's voice said, "Do you think I'm so unreliable?"
Xuan Ji's face turned red, and she quietly took her hand out of Qin Liang's hand, leaned over and hugged your lord, and said, "I made a mistake. Zhong Ming is so ambitious. When he spoke just now, he suddenly became so majestic.
I put myself down to call him that."
"I'm not just saying a title." Lingjun also appreciated it, leaned out from the quilt, and hugged Xuanji. Qin Liang was stunned for a moment when he saw Lingjun's body appearance.
At this time, Xuan Ji let go of Ling Jun, turned her head and glanced in the direction of the door and window, and spoke faster: "It may be almost dawn, I can't stay long, I have to leave."
Lingjun nodded and said: "You really can't let anyone know now, and I won't let you stay."
Xuanji spoke hastily, but her movements were very slow, as if she didn't want to leave. Sure enough, she sighed softly again and said: "Every time I am with you and your wife, I feel so... at ease and happy. But
I always feel like the time we spend together is too short.”
Although she is talking about sad things, she will probably feel comfortable in her heart after saying it. Sometimes people need to talk. And it is often difficult to find someone to talk to. Someone who is willing to listen, understands, and likes to listen.
,resonance.
"I really have to leave." Xuan Ji glanced at the door and window again, and finally stood up.
Qin Liang said: "I've put on my robe and I'll take my aunt out."
Lingjun nodded and said, "I'm so sleepy, I'll go to bed first."
After going out, you could walk down a corridor, but Qin Liang still remembered to take an umbrella. The two walked silently to the back of the gatehouse. Moye sat there and dozed off. When he heard someone coming, he hurriedly got up and took off the wooden bolt.
"I'm leaving." Xuan Ji looked back.
Qin Liang remembered his emotion when he said goodbye in Shouchun. Every farewell should be more serious. He immediately kissed Xuan Ji's lips deeply and gave her a hug. Xuan Ji's whole body tensed up. After being let go, Qin Liang
, she exhaled, glanced at Mo Xie, took the umbrella from Qin Liang, and ran away as if running away.
"Remember what your girl said, don't tell anyone." Qin Liang reminded in a deep voice.
Moye blushed and lowered his head: "I belong to the girl, but the girl has left the palace, and I also belong to you. You can take whatever you want. How could I betray you?"